You can try to make it out as nothing.
You can go along with your ways...
You can pretend nothing happened.
and ignore anything I try to say.
But we both know
the truth, the truth that you
would never dare show.
We used to be best friends.
You can tell them all
you had nothing to do with me and even try to convince them
by tripping me and laughing as I fall.
But we both know it's all lies.
You were my best friend,
plain and simple. But then you decided you wanted more
than just little old me and that was our end.
You just threw me aside, not looking back once as I cried.
You pretended I never existed.
I might as well have been invisible.
In your 'Friends' book, I was no longer listed.
I was forgotten.
I started wearing black,
because why wear color?
No one cared about me anymore or how I dressed.
I fell apart and was soon a mess.
I locked myself in the bathroom
and got out the sharpest razor, the best.
And well I guess you know what happened,
I suppose you can imagine the rest.
When I see you at school,
you forget about me
and pretend you're cool.
But I know the truth.
You used to be my best friend,
we used to do everything together.
But then our friendship met a tragic end
because you decided you wanted something better.
Sometimes you glance at me,
out of the corner of your eye,
and I sick part of me hopes you see
exactly what you did to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.